sick sick sick

aghhh i am messed up, why i am i so sick. i should have thought last night would be a good cure but it wasn't and i ended up sleeping all day and having fucked up dreams. plus i missed a "really great party" because i didn't want to go out to the beaches alone. but i had a fun time anyway. elizabeth made me a tasty dinner and i got to meet her bunny. then we got dressed up as nurses so we could go to a little party by bloor and bathurst and while we were waiting for the bus , some bastards drove by in a car and pelted me with eggs, one hit my leg and burst a capillary, the others did not hit me. i was so sad. so we went back to her home and i was de-egged and we took a cab. after eating some chips and cheetos and drinking beer at the party we went to mod club for dancin, and i learned a lot of gossip. i saw derek there and this one christian guy and he was wearing a speedo and it was funny. i also got my picture taken with an envelope full of anthrax.